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Ethan hummed a tune as they carefully descended down the mountain. They had been woken up by the horrible screeching of the announcements. More people were dead, more people had killed, but Ethan wasn’t paying particular attention to what the voice had said. He was mostly still groggy from waking up.

Would it kill these guys to make the announcements a little later? Like maybe around noon so I would be cognizant enough to register what hell they’re saying?

Going down the mountain opposite way they had come up, Ethan and Feo had spotted a small looking house in the distance. The map revealed it to be a ranger station and figuring they had nothing better to do, they decided to go take a look. Once down the hill it was only a short walk to the little house.

Ethan pulled out his inhaler and pushed down on the plunger, breathing deeply. He readjusted their two bags on his shoulders and walked towards the lone house. A little ways off a rusted bicycle with a slashed tire lay forgotten in the dirt.

I’ll come back and get it once I put these bags down. It looks easy to break and if I dismantle it, then we’d have metal, rusty, pointy sticks instead of wooden, regular pointy sticks. Yeahhhh, upgrade.

“Let’s check it out?”

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Things people say

- Today at 8:38 PMimagine this happening in lifeand you pissed off a cop and he made you live with some incontinent sodafreak

05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not kill a policeman05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal his helmet05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not defecate in his helmet and mail it to his grieving family.05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal it again

17:06 Ruggawork An orison is a prayer17:07 trash i don't know why i thought it was a bird17:07 trash who looks at random ass words and thinks "huh what does that mean? whatever it's probably a bird"

14:11 Kalopsia I HEARD FURRIES AND I CAME AS FAST AS I COULD.14:11 Imehal Lovely.14:11 Imehal Read that again.

20:16Outfoxd I SAID I'M TAKIN IT BACK FROM THE SALTINE ESTABLISHMENT20:16Meeemz Half the drag queens on Drag Race would beg to differ.20:16Outfoxd EVERYONE KNOWS ALL DANCE CAME FROM AFRICA20:17Outfoxd YOU CRACKAS NEED TO PUT SOME CHEESE ON YOSELF AND GO SIT ON A SNACK TRAY SOMEWHERE

21:07craft i21:07craft am a fan of blowjbs.21:07craft nods sagely21:07Rugga ? 21:07Rugga Does that mean you get a lot of them or give a lot? 21:07craft yes21:07craft wait21:07Rugga ....

22:31Mimi THATS WHAT I THPGUTH22:31Mimi THOUGHTU22:31mudkip MIMI'S TURN22:31Ruggahissy Thougt22:31Ruggahissy THOUGHT22:31Mimi HOUGHT22:31Ruggahissy We got it 22:31Mimi THOUGHT22:31Ruggahissy WE GOT IT22:31Mimi we did good22:32Mimi we're a good team

00:11 Mimi DOESN'T FOAM BREAK EASILY00:11 Ruggahissy Not if you wrap it in duct tape 00:11 MurderWeasel There's a fiberglass core.00:12 MurderWeasel And the foam is some special sort you buy directly from another dimension using souls as currency or something.00:12 Ruggahissy.........

14:42 Bikriki JA! Stick it in ze boot!14:43 Rugga I LOVE THIS KID14:43 Bikriki adds that to list of sexual euphemisms14:43 Skyler_Phone You have a list?14:43 Bikriki <.<14:43 Bikriki >.>14:43 Bikriki No...

Victoria says:Oh wait, I totally forgot to tell you last night because I was busy whoring Mimi says:STORYOFMYLIFE

Ruggahissy this dress makes me feel like I should be having tea with the mad hatter. Not getting felt up by drunk Germans Dom don't let them go down the rab-Ruggahissy BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODom SO WORTH IT

09:51 Vicky We did a good job, didn't we, Meemz? 09:51 Mimi not really, no

Underfoot the dirt crunched as he approached the shack. He looked down and saw blood staining the ground. His fingers constricted against his stick and he looked at Feo. He went first, opening the door quietly. Taking a few steps inside, he found himself to be in a lounge/kitchen area. The sofa looked like it had been moved around, sitting at an odd angle to the rest of the furniture. Past that, the carpet changed to tile. There was a an oven, a sink and a refrigerator. He walked heel to toe past the kitchen to a small hall with two doors on either side. Ethan first opened the door to the right, finding an empty room with a dirty bed. Instinctively, he reached to the light switch near the door and flicked it up. Nothing.

Of course. They cut the power.

A quick duck down revealed no one under the bed waiting to ambush them. All that was left was the room on the right. He turned the knob and pushed against the door with his left arm and shoulder. It was a little office and it too was empty, meaning the house was safe. His eyes scanned the room and he saw the computer, his old, dear friend. He’d been without computers for almost four whole days and a rush of happiness flooded him. It was an old PC but it made him warm inside. It made him think of his babies back home. He missed his lap tops and PC. He knelt down the computer and turned the unit. It looked fine. He pushed the start button, but the screen remained blank.

“Right. No electricity. Okaaaaaay. Whatever, not like this place has internet access anyway. What the fuck did I think I was gonna do? Play minesweeper the rest of the time?”

He stood up and noticed the filing cabinets. Ethan yanked them open and started sifting through the papers. Campsite rules and regulations, shopping lists. Boring. He moved to another drawer and pulled out a handful of papers. They were all records for a logging operation.

Oh yeah. I woke up in a saw mill. That makes sense.

Much to his annoyance, the records didn’t have any useful information. There was no hint as to their location or names that he could recognize. It was all just records of the amount spent and earned and the amount they were producing He slammed the filing cabinet shut and went to the desk. He pulled open a drawer and found extra paper. He threw it closed. Another drawer, this one was totally empty, but showed signs of being formerly used by scratches on the inside. He shoved it closed as hard as he could. The last drawer was full of office supplies. Pencils, pens, white out, post it notes and erasers. Angrily he started sifting around the supplies.

“What the fuck kind of ranger station is this? Did they take everything that possibly could have been useful? Multi tools, pocket knife, emergency rations, radio, maps? That is fuckin’ weak,” he grumbled.

For all his searching, the only thing close to a tool he found was a standard, slightly dull, pair of needle nose pliers. He sighed, stuck them in his pocket and walked back out to the front of the station and dragged the broken bicycle inside to the office where he left his bag. He threw it down and looked at it.

“It’s going to be a pain to dismantle with just a pair of pliers. This sucks. This whole thing sucks. Maybe it’s old enough it’ll break into sharp metal pieces. Breaking shit with my hands, it’s barbaric. It’d much rather b-“

And then there was the spark. His eyes temporarily widened before squeezing tight. He shook his head and looked around the room. Every fiber of his being had gone into hyper mode and he coughed, hoping it would help reduce his nervous excitement. He bit his lip and looked around. Slowly, trying very very slowly, he reached across to his bag and felt around till he pulled out his backpack. He drew back the zipper, hearing ever individual track the zipper ran over and when it was wide enough he pulled out a note book and a pencil.

Stay calm. Don’t let them see. My god, I’m a fucking genius. I’m a god damn fucking genius. Though I’m kind of an idiot for not having noticed earlier, but we’ll ignore that.

He opened to a blank page. Looking up there were two camera’s in the room, one in the corner near the door where he had come in and one in the corner diagonal. Ethan scooted so that his back was against the corner of the camera across from the door and bent low over his note book, keeping it close to him. He wrote furiously, scribbled, drew. Finally he smiled. It was a long shot, but it might work. However there was one problem…..

The cameras. They’d push the “EXPLODE” button as soon as they realized what he was doing.

Ethan doubted Danya didn’t have at least one tech person who wouldn’t figure it out. He chewed on the edge of his pencil and after much thought, he understood what it had to be.

It has to be me. There’s no other way. There’s just no other way. I would get a patsy to do it if I could, but they’d hear me. No. They have to think I’ve just completely lost it. I don’t have to do this though. We can leave this hut and pretend we never found it. And then what would I do? Hang out with Feo for a while more until we got our asses killed by some psycho school kid? Let’s think about this. Sure, I’m badass, but is that enough for me to win? Before I would have tried for it at least, but this is a third option. Fuck me, I could never walk away from this place knowing I could have done something really cool AND MAYBE fucked the hell out of Danya’s plan. I…..I have to. I have to show that piece of shit what happens when you try to fuck over someone as awesome as me. Oh, and the rest of my class too. I guess. It’s a long long shot, but if it works…..well, they better fucking…name something after me or something.

Ethan looked up at Feo. Despite himself, he smiled a bit. He sighed and started writing in the notebook.

I have to get her out of this house. I have to do it without raising suspicion.He was done. That was it. He ripped three pages out of the note book, folded them in half together and set them aside. Ethan took a deep breath and wiped he eyes underneath his glasses.

“Find anything good?”

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Things people say

- Today at 8:38 PMimagine this happening in lifeand you pissed off a cop and he made you live with some incontinent sodafreak

05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not kill a policeman05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal his helmet05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not defecate in his helmet and mail it to his grieving family.05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal it again

17:06 Ruggawork An orison is a prayer17:07 trash i don't know why i thought it was a bird17:07 trash who looks at random ass words and thinks "huh what does that mean? whatever it's probably a bird"

14:11 Kalopsia I HEARD FURRIES AND I CAME AS FAST AS I COULD.14:11 Imehal Lovely.14:11 Imehal Read that again.

20:16Outfoxd I SAID I'M TAKIN IT BACK FROM THE SALTINE ESTABLISHMENT20:16Meeemz Half the drag queens on Drag Race would beg to differ.20:16Outfoxd EVERYONE KNOWS ALL DANCE CAME FROM AFRICA20:17Outfoxd YOU CRACKAS NEED TO PUT SOME CHEESE ON YOSELF AND GO SIT ON A SNACK TRAY SOMEWHERE

21:07craft i21:07craft am a fan of blowjbs.21:07craft nods sagely21:07Rugga ? 21:07Rugga Does that mean you get a lot of them or give a lot? 21:07craft yes21:07craft wait21:07Rugga ....

22:31Mimi THATS WHAT I THPGUTH22:31Mimi THOUGHTU22:31mudkip MIMI'S TURN22:31Ruggahissy Thougt22:31Ruggahissy THOUGHT22:31Mimi HOUGHT22:31Ruggahissy We got it 22:31Mimi THOUGHT22:31Ruggahissy WE GOT IT22:31Mimi we did good22:32Mimi we're a good team

00:11 Mimi DOESN'T FOAM BREAK EASILY00:11 Ruggahissy Not if you wrap it in duct tape 00:11 MurderWeasel There's a fiberglass core.00:12 MurderWeasel And the foam is some special sort you buy directly from another dimension using souls as currency or something.00:12 Ruggahissy.........

14:42 Bikriki JA! Stick it in ze boot!14:43 Rugga I LOVE THIS KID14:43 Bikriki adds that to list of sexual euphemisms14:43 Skyler_Phone You have a list?14:43 Bikriki <.<14:43 Bikriki >.>14:43 Bikriki No...

Victoria says:Oh wait, I totally forgot to tell you last night because I was busy whoring Mimi says:STORYOFMYLIFE

Ruggahissy this dress makes me feel like I should be having tea with the mad hatter. Not getting felt up by drunk Germans Dom don't let them go down the rab-Ruggahissy BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODom SO WORTH IT

09:51 Vicky We did a good job, didn't we, Meemz? 09:51 Mimi not really, no

His insides were still buzzing, he tried to calm down before looking at her. “Yeah, me neither. They didn’t leave anything good. At least it’s empty. Would have sucked to walk into an ambush. Here, come on, I might be able to tear some stuff out of the kitchen we could use.”

Ethan dug inside his pack for the first aid kit. Inside was a small pair of scissors. Not big enough to really do damage to someone in a fight but still able to cut softer material. He took the scissors and walked to the kitchen, very aware of the girl behind him. He could see her in his peripheral vision; he didn’t let her out of his sight. It wasn’t that he thought she would do something, but that he was trying to think. He was trying to think about her.

I need her out of here. It’s just a game, it’s all just a game. How do you get a girl to walk away from you? This should be easy. I mean, I’ve done it a ton of times before without even trying.

He grabbed the refrigerator with both hands on either side and leaned back as hard as he could, shifting from side to side. Eventually he created a space behind the refrigerator big enough for him to slip into. It was a tight fit between the wall and the back of the refrigerator, but it was just what he needed. First was the condenser tube/grill. He dug his fingers in and started to pull. It gave a little; it seemed to be a pretty old fridge, but not enough. He backed himself against the wall as far as he could and started kicking furiously at the metal. Eventually he managed to wrench it off the back of the machine and throw it on the counter.

“We might be able to use this for something. I’ll figure it out. I always do..”

It was his game of cruelty.

Behind the condenser was the fridge compressor. He pulled the black, metallic piece towards him and took out the tiny scissors. He set the blades the distance of the inside of the screws holding the compressor together and turned. He would have preferred a screw driver, but this seemed to be working. Finally the last screw was out and he was able to carefully open the compressor and slide out the thing he had worked so hard for, the motor. The cameras couldn’t see him behind the refrigerator. He tossed the two pieces to the side in what he hoped was a convincingly haphazard manner. In reality he was carful that the motor landed somewhat gently.

“What a piece of crap. Everything’s already broken.”

He got what he wanted. Ethan walked over to the discarded condenser tube and pretended to study it avidly.

“The condenser tube is part of the coolant system...so if it breaks then there'll be a bunch of refrigerant everywhere. Refrigerant is kind of noxious….we could potentially use it if we were careful.”

He looked over his shoulder at her and laughed.

“Ahhh, why am I explaining this to you? Like you can contribute anything. Now that we’ve got machines I can toy with instead of sticks, it’s best if you just stay out of my way and relax. Don’t worry your pretty little head about it; I can take care of us. That pretty little head is all you’ve got left now anyway, so take care of it. I mean, before you might have been able to rise above what you lack in mental capacity to be a musician but unless you can play the sax one-handed you are SOL. That’s okay, pretty is all you need. It got you this far, didn’t it?”

And now he had to see if he had won and done what he set out to do. He would have to for his plan-

His plan was being laid out on the notebook paper. Back in the office just a few minutes earlier he frantically scribbled out his design. His head bent low over the paper and his tongue stuck out, he wrote out the instructions for Feo.

So the general idea here is to use the motor that powers the fridge's compressor as a generator. You do this by turning the motor’s shaft, thus generating an AC voltage on the wires that normally supply electricity to it.

You should find the wires that run from the controller (fig A) to the motor, and strip their ends (fig B).

He flipped to the second page and drew a picture of the controller and labeled it as “fig A.” He then drew the wires, stripped, with a “fig B” next to them.

I’ll leave you a pair of pliers I found to do it. There’s also some small scissors from my first aid kit I’ll leave you. Use a blade of the scissors to apply pressure on the wire, then turn the wire while continuing to apply pressure. You should be able to see a bit of the inside wire. If you do, grab the end of the plastic insulation and pull it off.

Next, take the motor and jam the motor shaft into the hub of the rear wheel of the bike (fig C). That way when you pedal, the shaft will turn.

Once you’ve got that, go to the computer and find the Uninterruptible Power Supply (fig D) and cut the cable that goes to the wall, and strip those wires too.

Attach the leads from the motor to the stripped wires from the UPS (fig E). When you turn the motor shaft via peddling the bike, you'll be generating AC power, a lot like what comes out of the wall, and putting it into the UPS, thus charging the batteries in the UPS. The electricity you generate will be much lower voltage and current than the wall electricity, but the UPS will have rectification circuitry to charge the batteries that will make that fine and the battery will charge.

Once you do that for a fucking while, the computer will power off of the UPS batteries. A decent ratio of on-time to cranking time is like 1:10, so if you crank for an hour, you get 6 minutes of computer time. After you work out those legs for a while, you should have yourself an island computer.

He sighed and wiped his forehead. The easy part was over. Science was easy. He flipped to the third page and started writing the last part.

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Things people say

- Today at 8:38 PMimagine this happening in lifeand you pissed off a cop and he made you live with some incontinent sodafreak

05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not kill a policeman05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal his helmet05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not defecate in his helmet and mail it to his grieving family.05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal it again

17:06 Ruggawork An orison is a prayer17:07 trash i don't know why i thought it was a bird17:07 trash who looks at random ass words and thinks "huh what does that mean? whatever it's probably a bird"

14:11 Kalopsia I HEARD FURRIES AND I CAME AS FAST AS I COULD.14:11 Imehal Lovely.14:11 Imehal Read that again.

20:16Outfoxd I SAID I'M TAKIN IT BACK FROM THE SALTINE ESTABLISHMENT20:16Meeemz Half the drag queens on Drag Race would beg to differ.20:16Outfoxd EVERYONE KNOWS ALL DANCE CAME FROM AFRICA20:17Outfoxd YOU CRACKAS NEED TO PUT SOME CHEESE ON YOSELF AND GO SIT ON A SNACK TRAY SOMEWHERE

21:07craft i21:07craft am a fan of blowjbs.21:07craft nods sagely21:07Rugga ? 21:07Rugga Does that mean you get a lot of them or give a lot? 21:07craft yes21:07craft wait21:07Rugga ....

22:31Mimi THATS WHAT I THPGUTH22:31Mimi THOUGHTU22:31mudkip MIMI'S TURN22:31Ruggahissy Thougt22:31Ruggahissy THOUGHT22:31Mimi HOUGHT22:31Ruggahissy We got it 22:31Mimi THOUGHT22:31Ruggahissy WE GOT IT22:31Mimi we did good22:32Mimi we're a good team

00:11 Mimi DOESN'T FOAM BREAK EASILY00:11 Ruggahissy Not if you wrap it in duct tape 00:11 MurderWeasel There's a fiberglass core.00:12 MurderWeasel And the foam is some special sort you buy directly from another dimension using souls as currency or something.00:12 Ruggahissy.........

14:42 Bikriki JA! Stick it in ze boot!14:43 Rugga I LOVE THIS KID14:43 Bikriki adds that to list of sexual euphemisms14:43 Skyler_Phone You have a list?14:43 Bikriki <.<14:43 Bikriki >.>14:43 Bikriki No...

Victoria says:Oh wait, I totally forgot to tell you last night because I was busy whoring Mimi says:STORYOFMYLIFE

Ruggahissy this dress makes me feel like I should be having tea with the mad hatter. Not getting felt up by drunk Germans Dom don't let them go down the rab-Ruggahissy BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODom SO WORTH IT

09:51 Vicky We did a good job, didn't we, Meemz? 09:51 Mimi not really, no

Rewind several minutes. Back to the office where Ethan is sitting on the floor writing and Feo is looking around the cabin.

The pencil swooped and dipped, slinking across the lined dance floor. He wasn’t sure what to say exactly but he knew that if he didn’t say something, he would just sit there looking at the page and wouldn’t say anything at all, so he said everything. Everything he could think to write. It was his good bye so he had to make it good. Most of people get watch-out-for-the-bus-what-bus SPLAT but he was privileged to get this chance and he knew it.

Feo…

His heart sped up writing the name. Keep going. You have to do it now, there’s no more time. No more time to be uncertain.

Since you’re reading this I’m going to assume Danya’s taken the liberty of relieving my head from my body. That’s cool, I was getting bored of this place anyway.

A pause in his pencil’s movement. He was actually getting a little choked up. There’s no time for that either. Just keep writing.

I took out the cameras in the office. Those other two pieces of paper I left you are instructions on how to get the computer running without electricity.

If you follow the instructions you should be able to get into the computer for a limited amount of time. This is a ranger station, so there has to be weather reports, maps, anything that has our location. Look for coordinates or a name of the island. Once you’ve got that, get out of here. This place is likely to become a danger zone in the morning since I expect they’d like to repair the damage I’ve done to the surveillance in this area. When you’ve got the location, try to sneak it into the broadcast somehow. I’m sure the government is monitoring these tapes for anything they could use to find us but I also know this thing has fanboys and when fanboys like something they will tear it limb from limb looking for hidden stuff. Yeah, I spent my last hour planning how to make electricity, I’m a nerd.

You’ve left something out. Go on.

If on the off chance that this works out and you make it home, do you think you could find my sisters and tell them that I thought about them and y’know, that they are some kickass ladies that I owe them a lot?

And?

He bit his lip and glanced to the side. The memory of her flooded his mind and his lips pulled to the sides underneath his teeth. Good memories, great memories. The way she whispered his name, his fingertips grazing of the curve of her hip just before it sloped down into her waist. The best memories.

That goes for you too, Feo. I didn’t mean that stuff I said. I just said it to get you out of the house because I didn’t want them thinking you were in on the camera damage. Also I thought you might try to stop me. So, yeah. I just wanted to tell you that you rock, you really do. You’re sexy as hell and you kick ass. You can take care of yourself and you’ve got a great head on your shoulders. You’re funny and sort of bitchy (but I like that about you) and I’m glad I woke up next to you in the sawmill. This whole thing sucks, but it’s been a blast (get it? Blast!) hanging out with you even though I’m pretty sure you were telling me to fuck off in Portuguese half the time. I didn't think I'd like you as much as I did. You’re a cool chick.

For the first time since he woke up, he felt a little pang of regret. Why did he feel that? He wasn’t sure. Maybe it wasn’t regret at all, maybe it was something else. His thoughts were spinning too fast for him to catch them properly.

You meant something to me.

Was that the best he could do? Yeah, it was. He looked at it for a moment.

You meant mean something to me.

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Feo approached him with her oar and her anger reaching it’s boiling point. He thought she was going to take a swing at him right then and there. He wouldn’t have blamed her and she deserved to get a shot in, but his eyes were trained on the oar and determined to dodge it. He needed to be awake to finish this. But she didn’t take the shot. She threw the oar at the door and walked away. The door slammed and he was alone now. Ethan wanted to call out to her, he wanted to say something so that she could hear his voice for the last time. He couldn’t though, it would raise suspicion. His palm curled into a fist until the feeling past. He was alone for the first time since he had woken up. Ethan walked to the door and picked the oar up. His muted footsteps against the carpet were the only sounds, though to Ethan, they were drowned out by the pumping of his blood that was making a racket in his head. He picked up the three pieces of paper folded together, picked up the pencil and wrote “Feo” on the top sheet. Ethan’s heart raced, his fingers became numb around the oar. He placed them on the table in the lounge area and looked up at the camera.

This is it. Show time.

“I’m alone….I’m stuck on this God damn island with no way home, alone. This is your fault.”

Good! Threatening to kill him. Perfect. Make them think you've lost it.

“I’ll find you, kill you, make your family watch as I cut you up and feed you to an alligator, then I’ll kill the alligator and make a pair of boots.”

This isn’t working, that’s just silly. Try something else.

“I’ll never see my family again. I’ll never see my sisters again. I had sisters. All because of you and your stupid fucking game. What the fuck is the point of this? You want to prove that all people are as sick and fucked up as you on the inside? Is that it? What is it? Tell me what it is?!”

Ethan swung the oar and it slammed into the kitchen window.

“Tell me, you fat fuck!”

The glass cracked. He swung again and again until the window shattered. The shards scattered all over the kitchen floor.

“I can’t even imagine what sort of people you got to work for you. This thing takes a lot of people to set up, right? I’ll bet. I was going to do something with my life! I was going to contribute to society and you fucked that all up! I could have done great things! MY LIFE IS WORTH MORE THAN THE LIVES OF YOUR WHOLE FUCKING TECH CREW!”

Ethan walked to the bedroom. He swept the oar down and broke through the screen of the small television set. He tried to pull it out, but it was stuck. His foot up against the t.v. he wrenched the oar out and black glass flew everywhere. Ethan pushed the t.v. onto the ground.

“Yeah, bet you got yourself the top graduates of the university of DeVry working up there,” he seethed. “Bunch of fucking geniuses.” He brought the oar down and started smashing the t.v. “You son of a bitch! YOU TOOK EVERYTHING! That’s what you do, isn’t it? You take everything from people. You take people’s families, their lives, their sanity, their FUCKING EVERYTHING and you leave them with NOTHING!”

He stopped. Ethan was breathing hard. His hands shook and he wiped his eyes under his glasses with the back of his hand. Adrenaline was racing through his blood. He walked to the office room.

“This is bullshit,” he said, looking up at the camera near the door. “If I’m going to die, I want to be taken out by the final boss, not by some kid from the chess club. I don’t want any of your circuitous bullshit about a classmate killing me. In the end, it’s you. If you hadn’t done this to us, they wouldn’t be killing. Even if they kill, it’s still you in the end. I don’t want you to be able to hide behind a scared kid. I want my blood on YOUR hands. I deserve to be killed by you.

He flipped the oar in his hands.

“You think it’s fun to take everything from people? Well maybe I should take something of yours.”

No turning back now.

With a swing of the oar he knocked down the camera. Quickly he ripped it away from the wall by the wires it still precariously hung by and moved to the second camera in the room. He swung the oar again, and the camera fell. He picked both up cameras, dropped the oar and leaped up onto the desk and out the window. Ethan’s legs flew, trying to get him as far from the hut as possible. He ran faster than he ever had before, there was no need to worry about triggering an asthma attack now. In the end, he wasn’t a player or a survivor. He took a third route and ditched out of the game early. He cheated his way out and left a way for the others to try and cheat as well.

“Always cheat, always win.”

Detonation of collar #B002 successfulB002 Ethan Kent: Deceased

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Things people say

- Today at 8:38 PMimagine this happening in lifeand you pissed off a cop and he made you live with some incontinent sodafreak

05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not kill a policeman05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal his helmet05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not defecate in his helmet and mail it to his grieving family.05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal it again

17:06 Ruggawork An orison is a prayer17:07 trash i don't know why i thought it was a bird17:07 trash who looks at random ass words and thinks "huh what does that mean? whatever it's probably a bird"

14:11 Kalopsia I HEARD FURRIES AND I CAME AS FAST AS I COULD.14:11 Imehal Lovely.14:11 Imehal Read that again.

20:16Outfoxd I SAID I'M TAKIN IT BACK FROM THE SALTINE ESTABLISHMENT20:16Meeemz Half the drag queens on Drag Race would beg to differ.20:16Outfoxd EVERYONE KNOWS ALL DANCE CAME FROM AFRICA20:17Outfoxd YOU CRACKAS NEED TO PUT SOME CHEESE ON YOSELF AND GO SIT ON A SNACK TRAY SOMEWHERE

21:07craft i21:07craft am a fan of blowjbs.21:07craft nods sagely21:07Rugga ? 21:07Rugga Does that mean you get a lot of them or give a lot? 21:07craft yes21:07craft wait21:07Rugga ....

22:31Mimi THATS WHAT I THPGUTH22:31Mimi THOUGHTU22:31mudkip MIMI'S TURN22:31Ruggahissy Thougt22:31Ruggahissy THOUGHT22:31Mimi HOUGHT22:31Ruggahissy We got it 22:31Mimi THOUGHT22:31Ruggahissy WE GOT IT22:31Mimi we did good22:32Mimi we're a good team

00:11 Mimi DOESN'T FOAM BREAK EASILY00:11 Ruggahissy Not if you wrap it in duct tape 00:11 MurderWeasel There's a fiberglass core.00:12 MurderWeasel And the foam is some special sort you buy directly from another dimension using souls as currency or something.00:12 Ruggahissy.........

14:42 Bikriki JA! Stick it in ze boot!14:43 Rugga I LOVE THIS KID14:43 Bikriki adds that to list of sexual euphemisms14:43 Skyler_Phone You have a list?14:43 Bikriki <.<14:43 Bikriki >.>14:43 Bikriki No...

Victoria says:Oh wait, I totally forgot to tell you last night because I was busy whoring Mimi says:STORYOFMYLIFE

Ruggahissy this dress makes me feel like I should be having tea with the mad hatter. Not getting felt up by drunk Germans Dom don't let them go down the rab-Ruggahissy BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODom SO WORTH IT

09:51 Vicky We did a good job, didn't we, Meemz? 09:51 Mimi not really, no

Isabel tromped at a steady, determined pace through the forest to put distance between her and Liz. She needed to be as far away as possible to ensure no one decided they were together. But was that all there was? No, she had to run from the girl. She had to forget that she abandoned someone in the forest to most certainly die. Logically, she had done the right thing, but there was a feeling of having done wrong.

Once out of the woods she saw a small house of some sort. If she remembered correctly there had been a ranger station on the map. She had seen it when they were looking for the river. She stepped out into the open ground before the house. In front of the station there was a boy sitting. Upon closer inspection, he was not just resting.

What’s this?

A note. A note to be quiet. And his name was Ethan. Seemed familiar. It was all rather curious. Slowly, carefully, she pushed open the door. She walked heel-to-toe and heard the cacophonous crunching of the glass under her shoes in the silence. She opened the door to a room and saw a girl on the floor with some contraption attached to a bike and….a computer. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand to stop herself from making a sound and the girl nodded them in. Isabel sank down next to the girl, she was very beautiful, and was handed a sheet of paper. She read over it and understood, passing the paper to Dave. As he read she took a moment to think.

Another escape. Another plan. Only they don’t seem to have noticed this one. I guess we can thank the boy for that. It’s risky. But…..what else have I got to do? Maybe I can help this girl to make up for the girl we left.

Dave had passed the paper and she looked up at him. She nodded to Feo and took her first shift on the bike. The back wheel was lifted off the floor by a toppled file cabinet and attached to the motor. Time passed, when it wasn’t her turn she’d lay on her back and stare up at the ceiling. She counted the little dots in the stucco. At one point she and Dave played tic tac toe. They played game after game, scrawling over the papers from inside the desk. Xs and Os filled the time, covered the floor, kept her from thinking more about the island. She won game after game. Isabel never thought she was especially good at tic tac toe, she supposed Dave just wasn’t very good at it.

Well at least I can always say I was tic tac toe champion of the island. I may not win Survival of the Fittest but I DO win at tic tac toe, and that’s ALMOST as good. Almost.

things

Things people say

- Today at 8:38 PMimagine this happening in lifeand you pissed off a cop and he made you live with some incontinent sodafreak

05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not kill a policeman05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal his helmet05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not defecate in his helmet and mail it to his grieving family.05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal it again

17:06 Ruggawork An orison is a prayer17:07 trash i don't know why i thought it was a bird17:07 trash who looks at random ass words and thinks "huh what does that mean? whatever it's probably a bird"

14:11 Kalopsia I HEARD FURRIES AND I CAME AS FAST AS I COULD.14:11 Imehal Lovely.14:11 Imehal Read that again.

20:16Outfoxd I SAID I'M TAKIN IT BACK FROM THE SALTINE ESTABLISHMENT20:16Meeemz Half the drag queens on Drag Race would beg to differ.20:16Outfoxd EVERYONE KNOWS ALL DANCE CAME FROM AFRICA20:17Outfoxd YOU CRACKAS NEED TO PUT SOME CHEESE ON YOSELF AND GO SIT ON A SNACK TRAY SOMEWHERE

21:07craft i21:07craft am a fan of blowjbs.21:07craft nods sagely21:07Rugga ? 21:07Rugga Does that mean you get a lot of them or give a lot? 21:07craft yes21:07craft wait21:07Rugga ....

22:31Mimi THATS WHAT I THPGUTH22:31Mimi THOUGHTU22:31mudkip MIMI'S TURN22:31Ruggahissy Thougt22:31Ruggahissy THOUGHT22:31Mimi HOUGHT22:31Ruggahissy We got it 22:31Mimi THOUGHT22:31Ruggahissy WE GOT IT22:31Mimi we did good22:32Mimi we're a good team

00:11 Mimi DOESN'T FOAM BREAK EASILY00:11 Ruggahissy Not if you wrap it in duct tape 00:11 MurderWeasel There's a fiberglass core.00:12 MurderWeasel And the foam is some special sort you buy directly from another dimension using souls as currency or something.00:12 Ruggahissy.........

14:42 Bikriki JA! Stick it in ze boot!14:43 Rugga I LOVE THIS KID14:43 Bikriki adds that to list of sexual euphemisms14:43 Skyler_Phone You have a list?14:43 Bikriki <.<14:43 Bikriki >.>14:43 Bikriki No...

Victoria says:Oh wait, I totally forgot to tell you last night because I was busy whoring Mimi says:STORYOFMYLIFE

Ruggahissy this dress makes me feel like I should be having tea with the mad hatter. Not getting felt up by drunk Germans Dom don't let them go down the rab-Ruggahissy BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODom SO WORTH IT

09:51 Vicky We did a good job, didn't we, Meemz? 09:51 Mimi not really, no

Isabel had just completed another shift on the bike. She got off and sat down next to Dave when Helen had passed them a bit of paper with a question. She carefully took the pencil from Helen and looked at the paper for a moment before writing.

Yes. I would have.

She paused. The end tapped against her closed mouth for a moment while she thought. She thought of the announcements, of the innocent detonated classmate and the teacher still alive.

We should have.

Without looking to see what the reaction would be she picked up her bag. She leaned back down to write Gonna shower. Back in a bit. and put the pencil back on the paper. Looking around the cabin, she didn't find a bathroom or a shower. She walked out and finally saw a drain on the floor near the side of the cabin and a shower head. She grimaced a bit, but pulled the towel and travel sized shampoo from her bag.

Isabel sat down and took of her shoes. Her socks clung to her feet with sweat and dirt. She was keenly aware of the cameras outside of the hut.

Oh well, I guess my showering habits were going to be on television.

She peeled off her shirt and slid down her skirt. Both items were grungy and the shirt was a bit stiff. Isabel turned so that she faced the wall. It would be easier to pretend there weren't cameras that way. After fiddling with the taps for a bit, lukewarm water rained down. Isabel closed her eyes and her wet hair stuck to her face. The water felt good at least.

Simon....poor sweet guy. He's gone. He didn't deserve this. He only deserved good things. Allen is still out there too. Such a nice guy, Allen. I should have said something to him when I had the chance. I should have really gone for it at prom. I was just too scared. Is murder island really less scary than giving a guy a kiss? He doesn't deserve this either. Deserve....what does anyone deserve? I want to see Hayely. If I could just get to Hayley one more time. She's a murderer now. If I could find her she'd tell me they were accidents. They were self defense kills. The Hayley I know isn't a murderer. But maybe she isn't the Hayley I knew anymore.

From the corner of her eye she could still see the limp leg of the dead boy peaking out from around the corner. Am I bad for having abandoned Liz? Am I worse for thinking of killing her? She squirted about a fourth of the tiny bottle in her hand and smashed it into her hair. Isabel couldn't be bothered to find real soap, she just used the suds from the shampoo. The names didn't seem to fade much from her skin.

Trusty permanent marker.

Out of the same bag she kept the shampoo she pulled out a cheap, single blade, plastic razor. She took care of her underarms and went over her legs, trying to be careful of the many cuts that marked her ankles.

I wonder if my parents are watching. I wonder if my dad is watching. It would be the first time in a few years since he's seen me.

Isabel turned off the tap and used a small towel she packed to dry her self. She pulled the dirty shirt over her head onto her wet bra and jammed her skirt back into place. With her skirt on she slid her underwear off and put on a new pair under the skirt in an attempt to keep some modesty. There was still a new pair of socks in her bag.

At least I'm clean. Now I feel almost human again.

All nice and clean except for her outer clothes. She had packed more clothes but there was some strange determination she had to make it through in the same clothes she started in. Probably the same strange thing that wouldn't let her throw away that damn trumpet.

Barefoot, she took up her dirty socks and underwear and her sneakers and walked back to the cabin. She had to pass by Ethan again to get back in. Isabel knelt back down by him and looked at him. She recognized him now. He had worked at the math tutoring center. She gingerly took his glasses off of his face and put them on her own. The world was a blur. Isabel took them off and put them back on him, shaking her head. Isabel tilted her head and gazed at him a moment.

"Thanks."

She stood back up with her things and walked back in. Right away she saw that going barefoot was a stupid thing to do. She tip toed around the glass littering the floor until she got to the sink and opened the drawer, tossing her dirty laundry into the garbage bin. Inside the room with her companions things looked unchanged. She sank back down next to them and looked at the computer. They had been peddling for hours. It wouldn't be long now.

- Today at 8:38 PMimagine this happening in lifeand you pissed off a cop and he made you live with some incontinent sodafreak

05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not kill a policeman05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal his helmet05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not defecate in his helmet and mail it to his grieving family.05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal it again

17:06 Ruggawork An orison is a prayer17:07 trash i don't know why i thought it was a bird17:07 trash who looks at random ass words and thinks "huh what does that mean? whatever it's probably a bird"

14:11 Kalopsia I HEARD FURRIES AND I CAME AS FAST AS I COULD.14:11 Imehal Lovely.14:11 Imehal Read that again.

20:16Outfoxd I SAID I'M TAKIN IT BACK FROM THE SALTINE ESTABLISHMENT20:16Meeemz Half the drag queens on Drag Race would beg to differ.20:16Outfoxd EVERYONE KNOWS ALL DANCE CAME FROM AFRICA20:17Outfoxd YOU CRACKAS NEED TO PUT SOME CHEESE ON YOSELF AND GO SIT ON A SNACK TRAY SOMEWHERE

21:07craft i21:07craft am a fan of blowjbs.21:07craft nods sagely21:07Rugga ? 21:07Rugga Does that mean you get a lot of them or give a lot? 21:07craft yes21:07craft wait21:07Rugga ....

22:31Mimi THATS WHAT I THPGUTH22:31Mimi THOUGHTU22:31mudkip MIMI'S TURN22:31Ruggahissy Thougt22:31Ruggahissy THOUGHT22:31Mimi HOUGHT22:31Ruggahissy We got it 22:31Mimi THOUGHT22:31Ruggahissy WE GOT IT22:31Mimi we did good22:32Mimi we're a good team

00:11 Mimi DOESN'T FOAM BREAK EASILY00:11 Ruggahissy Not if you wrap it in duct tape 00:11 MurderWeasel There's a fiberglass core.00:12 MurderWeasel And the foam is some special sort you buy directly from another dimension using souls as currency or something.00:12 Ruggahissy.........

14:42 Bikriki JA! Stick it in ze boot!14:43 Rugga I LOVE THIS KID14:43 Bikriki adds that to list of sexual euphemisms14:43 Skyler_Phone You have a list?14:43 Bikriki <.<14:43 Bikriki >.>14:43 Bikriki No...

Victoria says:Oh wait, I totally forgot to tell you last night because I was busy whoring Mimi says:STORYOFMYLIFE

Ruggahissy this dress makes me feel like I should be having tea with the mad hatter. Not getting felt up by drunk Germans Dom don't let them go down the rab-Ruggahissy BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODom SO WORTH IT

09:51 Vicky We did a good job, didn't we, Meemz? 09:51 Mimi not really, no

They continued on in their wordless cycles. After some time Charlie wrote something down, said she needed to stretch, said she'd be right back. Isabel looked at Dave and understanding passed between them. Charlie wasn't coming back. You didn't take your bag out with you to go stretch. She'd liked Charlie but who was she to tell anyone to stay.

Isabel took her turn again on the bike. Feo pushed the start button of the computer and it lit up, whirring just a little. Her heart pounded and she gripped the bike handles. Soon Feo waved them over. Isabel hopped off the bike, pedals still going round on their own and drew in close with the rest of them. Her eyes went wide and she slapped her hand over her mouth at what she saw.

Oh my god. Oh my god. We did it. We did it! I can't believe it. We found the island!

She couldn't help it. Isabel jumped up and down a few times waving her hands around. It was all she could do to stop from screeching in excitement.

We can really do this. We can really really find a way out. I mean, I don't want to get ahead of myself but this sure beat where we were at before. We've got a shot!

And at that in came familiar faces. Roland Harte and Kitty from the fair. It was a good thing Isabel already had a hand over her mouth because otherwise she would have yelled "IT'S YOU!" at him. Roland seemed to be much calmer since she and Dave had left him and it looked like he and Kitty were willing to cooperate. Isabel wrote down the island location and name quickly on a piece of paper and stuffed it down her shirt. She looked down at what the others were writing and shook her head vigorously.

Dave's right, she scribbled on the note pad. Roland, you know Morse code, right? If you can translate this location to Morse code then I think I've got a plan.

She knew he wanted to be a Marine so hopefully he'd brushed up on his Morse code. Isabel looked around at the group. It was pretty big considering it started with just her, Dave and Roland but there was safety in numbers.

There's a lot of us now and we'll need supplies to keep going. Three of us will head down to the town area and scope out what we can find and try to refill the water bottles on the way. If it's just a couple of us we'll be able to move faster than the whole group going. The rest of you stay here and trash the place. Danya's gonna send some guys eventually to fix the cameras and he can't know what we did.

Isabel looked around. Who to stay and who to go? Roland had to stay; he needed to make the code. Helen? She'd stay too. They couldn't risk the team doctor. Winnie....she still looked fragile, spooked. That left her, Feo, Kitty and Dave. Based on her previous experience with Roland, Isabel felt much better leaving Dave to even him out. Dave might have been a racist, insensitive ass hat, but he was a racist, insensitive ass hat that she trusted.

Feo.....She assumed those notes were written to her and the notes said her name was Feo. Considering she just gave up almost everything for them to get as far as they did, Isabel trusted her as a traveling companion. Kitty was a wild card. Isabel didn't know much about her, but she'd have to take the gamble.

Isabel pointed to herself, Feo and Kitty.

We'll go. Give us all your water bottles and we'll try and scrounge anything we think can help along with water. You guys make sure to throughly mess this place up. We'll meet back in 3 hours. Everyone agree?

things

Things people say

- Today at 8:38 PMimagine this happening in lifeand you pissed off a cop and he made you live with some incontinent sodafreak

05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not kill a policeman05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal his helmet05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not defecate in his helmet and mail it to his grieving family.05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal it again

17:06 Ruggawork An orison is a prayer17:07 trash i don't know why i thought it was a bird17:07 trash who looks at random ass words and thinks "huh what does that mean? whatever it's probably a bird"

14:11 Kalopsia I HEARD FURRIES AND I CAME AS FAST AS I COULD.14:11 Imehal Lovely.14:11 Imehal Read that again.

20:16Outfoxd I SAID I'M TAKIN IT BACK FROM THE SALTINE ESTABLISHMENT20:16Meeemz Half the drag queens on Drag Race would beg to differ.20:16Outfoxd EVERYONE KNOWS ALL DANCE CAME FROM AFRICA20:17Outfoxd YOU CRACKAS NEED TO PUT SOME CHEESE ON YOSELF AND GO SIT ON A SNACK TRAY SOMEWHERE

21:07craft i21:07craft am a fan of blowjbs.21:07craft nods sagely21:07Rugga ? 21:07Rugga Does that mean you get a lot of them or give a lot? 21:07craft yes21:07craft wait21:07Rugga ....

22:31Mimi THATS WHAT I THPGUTH22:31Mimi THOUGHTU22:31mudkip MIMI'S TURN22:31Ruggahissy Thougt22:31Ruggahissy THOUGHT22:31Mimi HOUGHT22:31Ruggahissy We got it 22:31Mimi THOUGHT22:31Ruggahissy WE GOT IT22:31Mimi we did good22:32Mimi we're a good team

00:11 Mimi DOESN'T FOAM BREAK EASILY00:11 Ruggahissy Not if you wrap it in duct tape 00:11 MurderWeasel There's a fiberglass core.00:12 MurderWeasel And the foam is some special sort you buy directly from another dimension using souls as currency or something.00:12 Ruggahissy.........

14:42 Bikriki JA! Stick it in ze boot!14:43 Rugga I LOVE THIS KID14:43 Bikriki adds that to list of sexual euphemisms14:43 Skyler_Phone You have a list?14:43 Bikriki <.<14:43 Bikriki >.>14:43 Bikriki No...

Victoria says:Oh wait, I totally forgot to tell you last night because I was busy whoring Mimi says:STORYOFMYLIFE

Ruggahissy this dress makes me feel like I should be having tea with the mad hatter. Not getting felt up by drunk Germans Dom don't let them go down the rab-Ruggahissy BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODom SO WORTH IT

09:51 Vicky We did a good job, didn't we, Meemz? 09:51 Mimi not really, no

The sun was rising on the hut. Not quite light yet but not dark anymore. They'd spent the night there, working and waiting. And like clockwork the PA system began to blare and unfortunately, not only was the place they'd plan to go to now forbidden, the group now had to make quick work of escaping the little house.

Isabel's grip on her pencil contracted so hard she though she'd accidentally break it and her eyes were wide with fear. It was a miracle they'd had as long as they did in the house at all. She cursed herself for not having seen this coming.

NEW PLAN. BREAK SHIT AND LEAVE.

She scrawled quickly after marking a huge X over the previous paragraph.

5 MINUTES, ROLAND. MAKE THE CODE LIKE YOUR LIFE DEPENDED ON IT.

"Let's go!" she yelled. It was the first thing she'd said in hours. In a nervous flurry Isabel yanked the wires connecting the make-shift generator to the computer.

They're coming. We can't let them find this. Oh God.

She scooped her papers and Ethan's instructions into the bag and threw it over shoulder, ready to run.

- Today at 8:38 PMimagine this happening in lifeand you pissed off a cop and he made you live with some incontinent sodafreak

05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not kill a policeman05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal his helmet05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not defecate in his helmet and mail it to his grieving family.05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal it again

17:06 Ruggawork An orison is a prayer17:07 trash i don't know why i thought it was a bird17:07 trash who looks at random ass words and thinks "huh what does that mean? whatever it's probably a bird"

14:11 Kalopsia I HEARD FURRIES AND I CAME AS FAST AS I COULD.14:11 Imehal Lovely.14:11 Imehal Read that again.

20:16Outfoxd I SAID I'M TAKIN IT BACK FROM THE SALTINE ESTABLISHMENT20:16Meeemz Half the drag queens on Drag Race would beg to differ.20:16Outfoxd EVERYONE KNOWS ALL DANCE CAME FROM AFRICA20:17Outfoxd YOU CRACKAS NEED TO PUT SOME CHEESE ON YOSELF AND GO SIT ON A SNACK TRAY SOMEWHERE

21:07craft i21:07craft am a fan of blowjbs.21:07craft nods sagely21:07Rugga ? 21:07Rugga Does that mean you get a lot of them or give a lot? 21:07craft yes21:07craft wait21:07Rugga ....

22:31Mimi THATS WHAT I THPGUTH22:31Mimi THOUGHTU22:31mudkip MIMI'S TURN22:31Ruggahissy Thougt22:31Ruggahissy THOUGHT22:31Mimi HOUGHT22:31Ruggahissy We got it 22:31Mimi THOUGHT22:31Ruggahissy WE GOT IT22:31Mimi we did good22:32Mimi we're a good team

00:11 Mimi DOESN'T FOAM BREAK EASILY00:11 Ruggahissy Not if you wrap it in duct tape 00:11 MurderWeasel There's a fiberglass core.00:12 MurderWeasel And the foam is some special sort you buy directly from another dimension using souls as currency or something.00:12 Ruggahissy.........

14:42 Bikriki JA! Stick it in ze boot!14:43 Rugga I LOVE THIS KID14:43 Bikriki adds that to list of sexual euphemisms14:43 Skyler_Phone You have a list?14:43 Bikriki <.<14:43 Bikriki >.>14:43 Bikriki No...

Victoria says:Oh wait, I totally forgot to tell you last night because I was busy whoring Mimi says:STORYOFMYLIFE

Ruggahissy this dress makes me feel like I should be having tea with the mad hatter. Not getting felt up by drunk Germans Dom don't let them go down the rab-Ruggahissy BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODom SO WORTH IT

09:51 Vicky We did a good job, didn't we, Meemz? 09:51 Mimi not really, no